Maria runs the school and named it Beit Sitti because it means “My grandmother’s house” and throughout the house you can see beautiful vintage photos of her grandmother and mother.
I was so excited when Maria told me I would learn how to make my favourite Jordanian food – mouttabal!
As the group was small and I hate peeling potatoes, Mahmoud pitched in and peeled mine to make the siniyet kafta which is kind of like a meat loaf topped with potato and tomatoes.
I always considered myself to be a good cook but I was no match for Aya and her father, from Egypt. Aya was finishing up her Masters at the Sorbonne in Paris and has ambitious plans to take on the world. The girl knows how to make bread.
It was a really nice night of standing around a table, preparing food and laughing about life and everyone’s cooking skills. I really do believe there is no better way to spend a night than around great people and delicious food.
Disclosure: I was a guest of the Jordan Tourism Board, they did not insist that I write a favourable review or ask Mahmoud to also participate in the class.